2H Music's video: Pop Smoke - Tell The Vision Lyrics ft Kanye West Pusha T

Subscribe and press (🔔) to join the Notification Squad and stay updated with new uploads Follow Pop Smoke: https://instagram.com/realpopsmoke https://facebook.com/realpopsmoke https://twitter.com/popsmoke10 https://soundcloud.com/biggavelipro 📷 Wallpaper: https://unsplash.com ©️If any producer or label has an issue with this song or picture, please get in contact with us and we will delete it immediately. Lyrics [Intro: Kanye West & Angie Martinez] Trippin' Wildin' on television You could Still see a nigga tell the vision Pimpin' (Pimpin') Boy, these boys, pimpin' Different These boys, boys Pop was here last week He was talkin' about Brooklyn and the place Brooklyn was at How they were really like, thrivin' like right now He was, you know, he was tryna, pull people up with him He wasn't even into where he was about to be He just was trying to; he was trying to get there I mean, he was on his, he was well on his way Um, it's just tragic, twenty years old, rest in peace God bless Pop Smoke [Chorus: Pop Smoke] Look, nigga, we made it (Grr, woo, bah) Nigga, we made it, we made it (Woo) Nigga, we made it (Woo) Thank God that I made it (Grrt, bah) Nigga, we made it, we made it (Woo) Look, momma, I made it (Grrt) [Verse 1: Pop Smoke] Look, I remember the days, same fit for a week straight I used to eat fifty-cent cake, now, it's Philippe's It's Philippe's for the steak and hella thots up in the Wraith I can't wife that thot, tell that bitch, "Get out of my face" We killed your big brother; we killed your little brother Now, it's Philippe's; it's filets for the steak And hella thots up in the Wraith Said I hop in a Lamb' and skrrt off, I spent fifty up in Bergdorf I got shit you never heard of, buy it, I don't care what it cost, no And I always keep a pole, rain, snow; I did a hundred on a pro If you droppin' a woo, we come where you live Glock 9, infrared, pull up, and empty the clip, woo Dread had the strap all summer in the Floss movin' reckless Please do not play wit' me, nigga, I keep a K wit' me [Chorus: Pop Smoke] Look, nigga, we made it (Grr, woo, bah) Nigga, we made it, we made it (Woo) Nigga, we made it (Woo) Thank God that I made it (Grrt, bah) Nigga, we made it, we made it (Woo) Look, momma, I made it (Grrt) Nigga, we made it [Interlude: Pop Smoke] Huh? We come from the trenches, nigga Trap, trap, same fit for a week straight (Grrt) You know what I'm sayin'? Fifty cent cake, now, we eatin' Philippe's steak Tags Pop smoke, Tell The Vision, lyrics, pop smoke Tell The Vision, Tell The Vision pop smoke, Tell The Vision lyrics, pop smoke Tell The Vision lyrics, pop smoke lyrics Tell The Vision, Tell The Vision lyrics pop smoke, Tell The Vision pop smoke lyrics, lyrics pop smoke Tell The Vision, lyrics Tell The Vision pop smoke, pop smoke lyrics ft Kanye West Pusha T